November 7 Monday – Clara Clemens was back in N.Y.C. at Dr. Parry’s on 69 Street. The doctor had ordered complete isolation for her for one year, all except the nurse and doctor. Sam went to say a long goodbye [Nov. 9 to MacAlister; Nov. 10 or 11 to Doubleday].

Yuran writes of Clara’s removal to Norfolk, Conn. and gives us a letter dated Nov. 7, 1904 to her father. “In a letter with the heading ‘Clara goes into vanishment’… there is a handwritten note documenting that it was ‘written on the way to Norfolk, CT where Clara went for a rest cure.’ She wrote to her father:”

Dearest little Marcus

I feel like sending you one more fluttering goodbye before the bars are bolted. I don’t quite know why I call it fluttering except that a thing which flutters seems to be uncertain of its whereabouts and this may never leave this room. I believe though that it will and I want to make you realize that you will daily be in my thought this long winter and that I shall be hoping all the time that nothing will go wrong with you in the smallest ways. …

I particularly meant to ask you today if you were at work on the Congo State article and of course forgot that too. …

Au revoir Marcus dear. My deep love to you with a warm hug. Bambino [cat] lightly touches a lock of your hair with a forepaw and wishes you plenty of milk all winter—there goes his back up again; he’s most capricious. Again goodbye—Your loving Saphead [Yuran 7-8]. Note: the letter suggests Clara went to Norfolk shortly after seeing Dr. Parry. A P.S. “These pages you may notice are numbered.” It was a pet peeve of Sam’s to receive letters whose pages were unnumbered.

Andrew Carnegie wrote from NY, a note to Sam. “We’ll manage a quiet meeting between you & Morley—you’ll slip up to lunch maybe—that’s all right. I couldn’t fail to invite you to dinner but am not surprised you decide not to come…Ah my Friend the Millions, yes Millions who mourned with you…” [MTP]. Note: Sam wrote on the env. “Livy & Andrew Carnegie were warm friends, & delightful together. Put this in my tin box. SLC.”